Having it repeat things you say was the best and least irritating mode. Getting Rizmo to repeat a selection of General Zod quotes was infinitely satisfying and deeply creepy.
Just because you haven’t chosen a mode doesn’t mean it’s not active, though. Rizmo will periodically make noise, or fart and then laugh at its own farts, and if you don’t pay enough attention to it, it will get “grumpy”.
Once you earn enough music points, its eyes will flash red, green and blue. That’s when you need to put it on the ground and start chanting its name so it can evolve. My neighbours probably now think I’ve joined a cult, but it’s worth it.
Rizmo’s first evolution is like the evolution of getting out of bed in the morning; it sticks its tail out, just to test the air. There is still one more evolution to come.
Rizmo’s teenage self is relatable, because it’s awkward as hell and less cute than it used to be. Also, because the tail is now sticking out, it’s more difficult to roll Rizmo around to make music.
The teenage music is a little more intermittently tuneful, like the final form is trying to break through. Recording becomes a little more manageable, with fewer sentences getting cut off. Still, you need more “music points” to unlock the next evolution.
After five hours of near constant play, Rizmo’s eyes flashed again, and I placed it on the floor for it to reveal its final form. Once the chanting began, Rizmo started twitching, and a little over a minute later it unfolded to reveal its terrifying visage; a larger, colourful Furby, though different enough to be legally distinct.
Post final evolution the light emits from Rizmo’s stomach, relegating its former eyes to mere colourless nipples on its back. Now when you record “songs”, gone is just the limited repetition of what you said in a funny voice, and suddenly your deep poems about the futility of humanity are drowned out by a heavy guitar remix.
Because of how Rizmo’s face emerges from the crevasse, it’s easy to accidentally cave in the front if its head when you try to press the button to experience the play modes (including the two new ones that come with evolution), which only adds to the horror.
In the end, I love Rizmo. It’s a creative and wonderful toy, which could certainly do with a volume button, and that I would only gift to the children of my enemies.
Alice is a freelance journalist, producer and presenter.